hello.

blogger has been a dear,
but i'm moving house yet again.

see you sweethearts. :D

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hello

zzz. i have such a strong feeling that i'm going to get another C for this photog module. it seems the effort put into this final assignment isn't really generating into the proper expectations i was hoping for. prolly cause the equipment isn't apt to what i'm seeking; the range is slightly off for macro shots anddddd i just think i'm not doing smething right.

oh well. zzz.

i'll just hope for the better, i guess?

hello.

i have smokers' teeth. (it's prolly cause i don't brush. -.- LOL)

kay. bored.

still bored.

i am back!

in the TP library slogging my guts off doing public speaking, completely trying to push photog away. (still think i'm gonna fucking flop for that.) guess who's beside me? she just had a fashion disaster. and i laughed at her. fashion disasters are so funny lah (only if they don't happen on you.)

i've been in sch since like what? 11.30? and now i'm listening to bring it all back by sclub. so old sch. hahah.

i'm so boreddddd. snooze. i haven't seen people i want to see in forever. and the fake blood i made was either too runny, too thick, or too fucking pink or purple. GRR. annoying.

several things to look forward this weekend, which will only take my mind off school work. don't know if that's good or bad. heh. :\ but it's gonna be fun fun fun. !

okay, on 2nd thought; the photog teacher is not half as ego as i thought, i think. so yeahhh.

AND I FORGOT TO BRING MY WALLET OUT TODAY. HOMGOD. DOH.

fuck

i hate public speaking. i hate photog. i hate this block.

it's quite laxed, but i have this immense dislike for the photog lect. so ego lahhh. lol.
this cannot, that cannot. i think i'm going to get a bloody C for my assignment lor. (if i can finish on time, that is.)

URGH. research for public speaking. AHHHH.
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xxx

Sleepy, tired, jaded, worned and exhausted all moshed into one.
oh wait, don't they all mean the same roughly? hee.
that's what sleep deprivation does to you.
or maybe it's just the 2 egg pratas..

just got home not too long ago, and have yet to shower. mum never listens -.-

i wanna fall asleep alr. lahhhh!!!

xfdf

I'm updating only because I feel like it.

I am so broke I tell you. Apparently, that's what's on my mouth 1/2 the time, and it's usually not that literal; but this time I'm feeling the pinch on the penny. :\

I need new specs, and I'm finding people to go pei a set with me, cause apparently the old set (i presume?) is off-degreed? and it keeps leaving a stinging pain in my mid brain section. bah. either i'm overworking my vision, or that i have a brain tumor. no srsly. i do think i have brain tumor/cancer. I keep having this concurring idea that i'm gonna die soon. oh well. that's called being emo enough to be a design student.

photography is also putting a strain on my pocket. we're supposed to print 15 a4 photo papers, and i've heard it's fucking 5 bucks a piece? omg. i told you he's ego.

as himbo as i am, i don't know what to do with my NS letter. the first time i read it through, i was convinced i was supposed to sign up; but after hearing about and listening to conversations, i'm quite certain i have to defer right? lol. i think so. someone confirm with me. hahaha.

today's sos speech went pretty well, cept for the 'reading off the script'. but i guess i'm not the only victim to fall under it's prowess, so all is fine.

cheers. :D (no, i'm not really that happy; i'm just on drugs.)


kidding.

fck.fck.fck.

i'm supposed to be downstairs taking pictures of my neighbourhood. (yes. procrastination)

but it's fucking raining.

god hates me. :(
just let me die.

lol.

OHMAHGAAAAD.
what to do now?
how to take pictures when no one is gonna go downstairs? either that, or they're all gonna carry dumb umbrellas? -.-

eh.eh.eh.

on a lighter note, open house was fun.fun.fun! got to know everyone a lot better. (:

hello

woke up today at frigging 6am (yesterday; actually) for a shoot at CBD. Supposedly shooting to the theme 'rush hour'? #01. the rush hour (we'll the by the time we got there), apparently wasn't as rush as rush could mean. and #02. it was drizzling on and off so bad, that everything was so miserable.

food was good though. had 3 meals of fastfood in a day. i swear i'm dying of some terminal cholesterol-related disease. (boy, i'm such an emo kid)

was pretty shag, after waking so early. fell flat on my bed the minute i got home. woke up at 5 only because i had public speaking. (wonderful. -.-) zzzz. go me.

"the one thing i want to do is to learn to speak hokkien!"

POMPHRETS.

Name a value/something that you can learn from from your favourite cartoon.
How lame is that? Boo. Unlucky. Doh.

In my haste;

Answer: The Simpsons, because you can learn to take life with a pinch of salt, be easygoing and less stressed over little matters.

Wonderful. Go me. Go Public Speaking.not.

time

Time for an upload, and time for a makeover.

HAHAHAR.

welcome, all new and revamped.

Nothing much has been happening in my life recently, it's been pretty smooth-sailing and bland. Overly bland for my preference.

Especially through the 6 hours every. fucking. day of the block. And I'm pretty proud to say I've officially taken a nap once in our lovely library. 1 and a half hour, to be exact. /grins.